The Winter of Cold Discontent

Not to be confused with this one.

Seems that Russian president, Vladimir Putin, is holding Europe to ransom over gas supplies via pipelines that run from Russian gas fields into most of Europe.

There is a massive shortage of Liquified Natural Gas (LNG) both in Asia and Europe, with prices surging to as high as £45/tonne, which will result in rocketing wholesale prices once the onset of Autumn and Winter befalls Western Europe.

Putin knows this, and what he has done is reduce the flow of gas through Ukraine and Poland, thus upping the price even more, but also bringing about his true purpose of forcing the EU to use his fledgling “Nord Stream 2” (NS2) supply line.

The key thing about this is the new pipeline begins in Russia but bypasses Ukraine and Poland, and goes straight into Germany, thus completely isolating Poland and Ukraine, as well as threatening the populations with little or no fuel during the exceptionally cold winters there.

Not only does he want the EU to commission NS2, but he wants his state-controlled company, Gazprom, to have unilateral control over supplies into Europe, thus holding the EU to ransom not only on a social level (people freezing in winter), but also the stock markets and economies of nearly all European countries including the UK.

What does this mean for the UK? Well we still have some independence thanks to North Sea pipelines and LNG terminals that we have complete autonomy over. However, we also depend on “EU Interconnectors”, which the UK falls back on in case of supply problems or extra demand.

Given that the EU detests the UK ever since Brexit (and probably long before!), they could hold us to ransom as well. The UK is not quite so dependent/bothered about Putin’s NS2 directly, but it will be bothered if Gazprom ramps up prices, reduces supply of LNG into Europe, thus forcing EU States to look after its own people first before handing over any scraps of LNG to the UK at a premium price!

Ultimately, it will mean higher wholesale prices, higher petrol prices, higher domestic and commercial gas prices, which will ramp up inflation, thus hitting an already wobbling UK economy to potentially crash and burn come winter.

We could fall back on the nuclear power station option, but that means getting China involved. Or we could try re-opening decommissioned coal mines given that we have an estimated 400 years’ worth of fossil fuels buried deep. But Boris, his Princess NutNut, Greta and the Green cunts would soon put a stop to that idea!

Instead we can always rely on windmills, solar power,  tidal forces and planting lots and lots of trees to see us through winter.

Just another piece of the “Build Back Better” jigsaw fitting nicely into place!

Putin holds Europe to Ransom over NS2

(Paywalled, but a quick Google will do the biz equally as well)

Nominated by – Technocunt

Hanna Dillon – Up the Junction Box

Arms folded? Check. Looking upset? check. Posing next to what upsets them? check. 8/10

A Homes and Beauty, Grand Designs cunting please, for would-be Hyacinth Bucket, snooty cutie Ms Dillon, who had a hissy fit, and invited the national press along to witness her ladylike meltdown, because of a junction box, outside her doubtless Buckingham Palace-like abode:

Superfast Junction Box Access Nightmare

She must be a popular lady being rung up at her no doubt, work of national importance, to tell her those nasty workmen were defacing her abode.

Some years ago TfL erected a bus shelter right outside my home – my neighbours were outraged on my behalf (apparently). Would I be challenging TfL? – i.n a word – no.

Public services and utilities need a home for their gubbins and ironmongery, and you could waste years and they would still have to go somewhere, and being large organisations, would probably still end up outside your home. My more snooty neighbours couldn’t understand my reaction, despite their pleas that it might “devalue” the value of the houses. Of course, it didn’t.

As regards Ms. Whatsherface, I wonder how she and her curtain twitching neighbours would like it if they said – all right, you don’t want the junction box, so you will all have to go back to dial-up. No doubt she would be contacting Fleet Street/Docklands again. Self important old tart.

Nominated by – W. C. Boggs

 

Four Weddings and a bunch of cunts

 

I didn’t take 15 minutes searching for this image.

Weddings.I hate weddings.
Having to dress up all posh, being on my best behaviour, not getting pissed and insulting people and  listening to boring cunts,

Posh food. Missus loves them but god, I hate weddings. Always tempted to start a food fight, dont get me wrong, im not antisocial, I love a good funeral!! But weddings???

Shite music too, all schmaltz, sickly and best man speeches, you’re not allowed to Boo them. Luckily im such a cunt I dont get invited to many,  word of past misdemeanours has spread and I look like Lurch in a suit. Fuck weddings ?

https://youtu.be/8Wi7SYKDvY4

Nominated by – Miserable Northern cunt

 

I Love the Smell of Weed in the Morning (2)

All hail generic 1990s student posters.

The stench of weed, skunk or whatever the fucking choice of word.

I don’t know if this has been nominated in the past? Either way I’m fucking sick of the smell of this shit.

Growing up in the 60’s I remember the smell of Moroccan, Afghan black, Lebanese gold etc. From what I recall the whiff was pleasant compared to modern day dope.
It’s everywhere and it fucking stinks. Even those who smoke it stink of it. I’ve sold my house this week because of it.

I had a few friendly words with my neighbour and told him of the skunk smell permeating the wall cavities etc. and getting into our house. Windows open, no fucking chance. Friends round nope too embarrassing.

Their idea of addressing the problem is, Mother, Father, Three sons and girlfriends now all smoke it in the shed ffs. A crackhouse in the garden. I’ve raised the fencing two foot to hide the den but the weed still wafts over and this nice weather brings everybody out.
I thought of phoning the police or council but moving seemed a better option and we sold the first day at 10k above so happy about that.

Why should I have to move because society has now accepted the use of skunk or weed in general. It’s fucking everywhere, you can smell it on a walk, outside a pub, in a park or coming out of open windows.

I don’t have a problem with anyone smoking cannabis but this stuff is too pungent, for me anyway. Almost forgot, from what I remember of smoking resin people laughed a lot, got the munchies and sex was better, but that could be an age thing. Nowadays there seems to be a lot of psychosis involved.

https://bit.ly/3wSBDrH

Nominated by – Infidelgastro

 

WASPI (2)- Pension Equality (when it suits)

 

Not to be confused with the 1980’s hair metal band.

I think I may have cunted these backwards and confused aging women before, but the BBC have decided it’s time for us to hear about them again in a recent news story, so here I am to tell them they are hypocritical cunts again.

“Women’s state pension: Compensation closer for Waspi campaigners – BBC News” https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/business-57900320.amp

WASPI stands for ‘Women against state pension inequality’, hold on to that last word inequality, as hear in lies the hypocrisy. They have an issue that they feel they weren’t given enough notice that their state pension age was rising from 60 to be EQUALISED with men, somehow they believe this is inequality.

They claim that because of short notice they’ve lost out financially? I don’t get how you would lose out financially, unless you’d decided to stop working earlier than retirement age anyway, in that case tough shit for being a lazy cunt and expecting your other half to keep working.

Anyway they now want compensation, because obviously they do. Don’t get me wrong state pension ages going up is a kick in the teeth, or in my case a man in his mid thirties, I personally doubt I’ll ever see a state pension. But for your group to be about inequality, pissing and moaning when your retirement age is made equal is a bit rich.

Unfortunately you’ll just have to swallow that you didn’t like the outcome of asking for equal rights. Can’t have your cake and eat it. Luckily only women born in the 1950’s are up in arms about this, so this group of money grabbing, whinge bags will die out relatively soon and I won’t have to hear about them any more.

Nominated by – elcuntio